I Jianghu

Zhuo Yi silently closed the door of Xiao Su Hall, dismissed all the disciples around, and finally retreated to the front hall to wait.Some things are not something they can participate in, let alone stop them if they want to. I just hope that God has eyes, and good and evil will be rewarded in the end.

Yin Yan was still wearing the black clothes before entering the Ice Palace. Because he was afraid that his father would be in a hurry, he rushed over without even changing his clothes. It was simply black, so it was not easy to see traces, and it would not expose his embarrassment.Walking in front of Tu Jin, he called out "Master."

"Master?" Tu Jin snorted coldly, "I, Tu Jin, can't stand it!"

Yinyan understands what his father thinks, and doesn't argue, just lowers his eyes and says slowly, "In Yinyan's heart, you will always be."

Tu Jin smiled sarcastically, noncommittal.Yin Yan picked up the teapot on the table, tested the temperature before filling Tu Jin's empty teacup, then sat on the stool next to him, and the room fell silent for a while.

"Let's talk, how will the leader deal with this old man?" Tu Jin asked after a long while.He is not stupid, no matter whether Yin Yan was intentional or unintentional, or carefully arranged, he guessed that Yin Yan deliberately led him up the mountain, but he couldn't guess Yin Yan's intention.

"At the foot of Tianyuan Mountain, nearly a thousand members of the Wulin League are probably gathered. Yinyan also said that he would remove the poisonous miasma and fight against the Wulin League head-on, but now there is only the master here, and Yinyan wants to ask the master." Eyes meet" Do you still want to go back?"

It turned out that he was here to instigate him. Although Wulin League's actions are not benevolent and righteous, "Tu Jin never did things for the sake of Wulin League, but for the justice in his heart!" Putting down his teacup, Tu Jin looked at Yinyan, "I'm afraid this matter It's not the old man's turn to make the decision, is the leader willing to let the old man go back?"

Yin Yan didn't answer, he thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Master, Wulin League and Tianyuan, which side do you want to win?"

Tu Jin was suddenly taken aback by the question, as if he had never considered this question in the past month.Why didn't I think about it, is it determined to win, or... deliberately evading?In the past, he would give the answer without hesitation, but what happened now?With such an obvious answer, he would hesitate and waver!

"The ancestors of the Tu family have been upright in martial arts for generations, punishing evil and promoting good, slaying demons and exorcising demons. I, Tu Jin, made a mistake once. Could it be...will I make a second mistake?"

Yinyan lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly. He raised it up after a while, and asked shallowly, "Master, there must be gods and demons in this world. Does martial arts have to distinguish good from evil?" Clearly, who defines what is good or bad in the eyes of the world?He is really the devil that everyone can get and punish. Will the world be peaceful only after he is eliminated?

Tu Jin frowned, the world is divided, and there is no balance between good and evil. This is an established fact. Who ever thought about why?And where is the why?He just wanted to ask Yin Yan why he asked such a question!Tu Jin's heart was agitated, as if something was about to come out, which made him restless.

"If there is no control and no distinction between etiquette and law, wouldn't the world be in chaos? There is no reason for it! This is the rule of the rivers and lakes!"

"I understand," he replied after a while.Whether he really understands it or not, he will respect his father's choice, "Yiyan will let you go back."

"As long as I go down the mountain, within an hour, all the people down the mountain will go to Tianyuan. Have you thought about it clearly?"

"Hidden words know."

Tu Jin clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, not knowing what was impatient in his heart, he got up and walked out, "Thank you, Master, for that!"

"Sir, please stay!" I didn't expect my father to leave in such a hurry, and Yin Yan couldn't help stopping him.

Tu Jin's footsteps stopped, and he turned his head slightly, "Master, do you want to go back on your word?"

"No, it's just... Whispering Pavilion..." Yin Yan seemed a little hard to speak, but Tu Jin also understood when he said this.This is the place that Yin Yan begged him to take a look not long ago. At that time, he really thought about it.But precisely because of this, thinking about it now made him even more angry.After all, his perfection and trust were taken advantage of by Yin Yan, it's ridiculous that he actually seriously considered going over to have a look.

Tu Jin looked ahead, and he heard his own cold voice, "When the Wulin League sets foot on Tianyuan City, Tu Jin will think about it for himself!"

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Zhuo Yi saw Tu Jin walking out quickly, but did not see Yin Yan's figure, so he ordered a few disciples to send Tu Jin down the mountain, then turned and went into the inner room.

Yin Yan was drinking the tea on the table cup by cup, as if drinking, she raised her hand to pour another cup, but Zhuo Yi held down the teapot.

"Master, herbal tea hurts the stomach."

Yin Yan's hand stopped for a moment, then put it on his lap, and gave a soft "hmm".

Although he tried his best to conceal it, but it was Zhuo Yi, how could he not see the waves in Yin Yan's heart.The hand placed on the teapot exerted a little force, and it took a deep breath to calm down the hatred in his heart—he Tu Jin still hurt the master after all!

"Zhuoyi" Yinyan ordered lightly, "You set off to Yinshan with the letter and the ceremony, and you will be escorted by the Night Palace along the way. Let Qinglan take the other 300 people to Chongluan Mountain, and someone will teach them what to do." .”

Zhuoyi blurted out in shock, "Isn't Tianyuan..."

"Depart Now, Don't Delay"

"master!"

"Be sure to arrive at the foot of Chongluan Mountain before sunset."

"Master!" Seeing that Yin Yan didn't listen to her at all, Zhuo Yi went around in front of him, put both hands on the chair and forced Yin Yan to look at her.

Yin Yan raised his head, looked at her calmly, his black and white eyes clearly reflected Zhuo Yi's panic at the moment, but the owner of these eyes seemed to have made up his mind, stubborn and persistent, without fear.

"Have you... thought it all over?" Zhuoyi lost all his strength just now, and said almost desperately, "You... can't do anything. If you have something to do, who will take care of Madam?!" She knew that Yin Yan was a dutiful son, If all of them can't stop Yin Yan from doing stupid things, madam, this is the only chance!

Yin Yan's eyes finally dodged a little, he tilted his head slightly, "Zhuoyi" he said, "I want to take a gamble, give me... father and mother, one last chance, okay?"

In the end, he looked at Zhuoyi, and he didn't know whether to say it to Zhuoyi, or to himself, "Mother, she... will agree!"

Zhuoyi clenched her fists, stood up little by little, and only murmured "you can't do anything." She didn't know that she was crying, and two lines of tears fell silently. Maybe it was because she had endured for too long, felt sad for too long, and once out of hand.Until Yin Yan got up, raised his hand to gently wipe it off for her, "Don't cry", the person who was not very good at comforting others promised softly, "I promise you, no matter what, I will retreat completely."

"Take good care of the people in Tianyuan in Yinshan Mountain for me, and tell Qinglan that it must be done within three days!" They didn't have much time, and they changed their plans temporarily. In fact, Yinyan didn't have much confidence. Three days was his limit.

"Wait for me to go back." He smiled faintly, "Yin Yan never breaks his promise."

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"Tianyuan is here, and Yinyan is here." The clear voice, mixed with internal force, ran through the audience, as elegant as if inviting people to a banquet, "Wulin League, let's fight!"